Prologue 1

The Angel shivered a bit, despite the heat. In front of him stood his greatest adversary as of yet, the Dark Dragon, a being of such immense power that his mere presence ensured that anyone with even the slightest shiver of sanity was miles away.

Yet here he stood, ready for a fight to the death against that very being.

The Dragon however didn't seem to be bothered by his impending doom. As a matter of fact he was slightly amused.

- So, here you are, Angel, he said, with a slight ironic tone on the word angel.

- Yes, here I am to defeat you and end your reign of fear and tyranny, the Angel responded in a loud and powerful voice.

- My reign of what, the Dragon laughed. Please, this is a desert, who could possibly rule over a desert.

- Nevertheless you have slaughtered many innocent Digimon, the Angel proceeded. Do you deny that?

- So I've killed some innocents and now you're going to punish me, you, the Dragon sneered. That's the problem you angel types. Give someone a pair of wings and he goes on a crusade to pure the Digiworld of evil. Tell me, kid, what's the most powerful Digimon you've defeated? Poyomon?

- Daemon, the Angel said confidently as he heightened his holy weapon and spoke the sacred words.

A bright burst of light erupted, forcing the Dragon to brace himself and close his eyes. When he opened them, the Angel was already right in front of him and delivering another attack, striking him directly with his "weapon".

The Dragon blocked the attack and took to air, flying straight upwards.

Now it was the Angels time to sneer.

- You think you can defeat me in the air. I am an angel. Is this your famed battle prowess? he shouted as he flew upwards after his opponent

- Idiot! I have access to abilities you cannot even dream of. You even dare question my power. THIS is my power.

And with a terrible incantation the Dragon summoned a large, destructive sphere of pure darkness and fired it at his opponent.

The Angel barely avoided the attack and returned fire with the sacred light.

- Power is worthless if you can't hit me, he half sneered, half boasted.

The Dragon simply laughed at this.

- The whole purpose of my attack was to trick you up into the air, he answered. Now you're at my mercy.

And with another incantation the Dragon created a fierce whirlwind that raised the sand around them and caught the Angel in a hurricane level sandstorm.

- Foolish Angel, the Dragon shouted through the storm. You came here to destroy me but when I absorb you I will only get stronger.

By now the Angel was desperate. The Dragon was right. With the Angels energies in combination with his already large power, the Dragon would be unstoppable. There was only one thing to do. He was going to regret it, but he had brought this on himself. With a faint voice he recited the ancient story about the light that would free his world of the darkness that had it in its grasp. And then he began with what was his final hope.

The Dragon broke his attack when he saw a faint light in the middle of all of the sand. When his storm had subsided the Dragon looked around. His opponent was nowhere to be seen. The Dragon let gravity take control of him and slowly lowered towards the seemingly unharmed ground. That was the good thing with fighting in a large sandbox. Nobody could tell that the area had first been hit with an exploding sphere and then lifted up in the air.

- Fool, the Dragon muttered as he walked away, not noticing an egg, about the size of an aubergine, lying half-buried in the sand.

The Angel and the Dark Dragon are in reality named something else.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, Poyomon or Daemon. Neither do I own any other Digimon except for those that are created by me.